The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 62 Lan Ye fights skillfully, each plan

Mrs. Zhao asked the servant girl to put the ivory carving back into the box, and after taking good care of it, this incident was regarded as an episode and passed quickly.

After all, Mrs. Zhao has always kept in mind what Feng Xihe said, that Prince Yu will come to give a gift tonight.She didn't dare to relax for a moment, worried that Gu Shi would come over and investigate the matter in depth.

After a while, the backyard re-entered the Qixi night atmosphere, and Mrs. Zhao said to everyone: "I remembered that tonight, the Seventh Princess is here. Just now she was in the room to freshen up. Now, it should be almost the same. I will pick up the Seventh Princess." , let her also participate in the Lan Ye Dou Qiao."

Lan Ye Dou Qiao is a Tanabata custom that has been passed down for a long time in Ningguo. First, flowers, birds, and caterpillars carved from lotus roots are placed on the corners of the tables in the back garden, and then the lights are turned off. Everyone's eyes are covered with gauze. Personally search in the dark.

Although all the famous ladies present today are basically proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Mrs. Zhao was embarrassed to ask them to do embroidery work, so she adopted this relatively simple way of fighting skills.

Mrs. Zhao left very modestly and politely. When she left, she called Aunt He away.She didn't really want to pick up the seventh princess, because for the seventh princess, she wanted to let the seventh princess and Zhao Zhen meet again tonight, so as to facilitate their marriage as soon as possible.

"Didn't you say that little slut is reliable, why can't he even do a little thing?" Halfway through, Mrs. Zhao complained again and again.

"I also think that she has stayed in Feng Guogong's mansion, and she has a better understanding of Feng Xihe's details. Who knows, she turned out to be useless. It's all my fault. I didn't recognize the person clearly, so I let her go to work." Aunt He blamed herself As she spoke, she graciously carried the shofar lantern beside Mrs. Zhao.

"However, madam, it doesn't matter if Aunt Han misses, I saw Miss Feng wearing the sachet that Aunt Qiu gave her on purpose today." Aunt He approached mysteriously and said, "Tonight, We still have a chance."

Mrs. Zhao stopped walking, and asked cautiously: "Is that Auntie Wanqiu all right?"

"Don't worry, Feng Xihe trusts Aunt Wanqiu very much. Then Auntie Wanqiu added a psychedelic powder in the sachet, she probably wouldn't have thought of it." Aunt He comforted Mrs. Zhao, and then said with confidence: "I'll go talk to the second young master and ask him to come over later."

"Then, Feng Xi and the blindfolded gauze will be smeared with ecstasy-catalyzing drugs. As long as Tian'er can seize the opportunity and take the opportunity to drag her away, it will be a good thing. After she marries into our family, she will not be arbitrary. Let us flatten and round it."

"Then you have to tell Tian'er to be careful. I think this girl is not that simple." Mrs. Zhao said slowly: "If this thing can be done well, Lord Hou has been looking at Feng Guogong's mansion for a long time. Feng Jing has always loved this granddaughter , as long as she is in our hands, then the troubles in Master Hou's heart will be reduced by more than half."

"I'm just going to do it." After Aunt He made a promise to Mrs. Zhao, she shook the embroidered handkerchief again, and was about to tell Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian is her own son. Although she has always tried her best to curry favor with Mrs. Zhao, even raising Zhao Tian under Mrs. Zhao's name, but he is a bastard after all. Compared with Mrs. Zhao's sons, he is still inferior.

If Zhao Tian can marry Feng Xihe this time, then the status of their mother and son in the mansion will be improved in the future.

On the other side, after Mrs. Zhao and Aunt He left, Feng Xi and Mrs. Zhao were not idle.

"Let's go, Qian Yun, let's go see the Seventh Princess." She pulled Qian Yun and planned to leave the back garden for the time being. , What did Prince Yu originally ask you to keep?"

"Watch the wind." Gu Zhun said truthfully with a straight face.

Feng Xihe smiled and said: "Then you continue to watch the wind, remember, don't be distracted."

Gu Zhun's mouth was slightly opened, and her smile made him feel uneasy, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Then, Feng Xihe left, but just as she walked behind a rockery, Yuanying quietly appeared in front of her eyes.

"Miss, is there anything you need to use your slaves?"

Feng Xi and Lue were stunned, "Yuanying, didn't I ask you to rest for a few days?"

Yuanying lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time before she said: "Miss, in fact, I belong to Prince Yu."

"I know." Feng Xihe said lightly: "So, you go back and tell him, I will remember what I said to him, and when the time comes, I will send myself to pay for my life, there is no need for him to find someone to monitor .”

"Master Yu, he really has no ill intentions towards you, miss. He..." Yuanying wanted to explain, but Feng Xihe interrupted her, "You don't have to say anything about him in front of me. When everything is over, I will tell him, Since the two have nothing to do with each other, and I have no life, I will get involved with him again."

Yuanying choked on his words, and stopped persuading, but only begged: "Then let this servant do one last thing for Miss."

Feng Xihe thought about it, but did not refuse her request.

When her back disappeared under the rows of dim yellow lanterns, Yuanying's eyes darkened, and her figure flashed swiftly, hiding behind the rocks.

In the silky night sky, a round of bright moon hangs high.

Beside the flower garden on the east side of Marquis Wu'an's mansion, in a deserted corner, the soft moonlight gradually spread, a handsome young man in brocade clothes was saddened, holding a jug of wine.He sat on the steps with his knees bent, gulping down the wine in the jug.

At this time, a maidservant who came to trim the flower branches suddenly sighed.

Young Master Jinyi didn't pay attention at first, but after seeing the maid sighing for a long time, he asked aloud, "Which yard are you from, why are you bothered?"

That maid is Yuanying, Yuanying is holding a beautifully pruned lily, turned her head leisurely, saw Mr. Jinyi, and said sadly: "Back to the third young master, the servant is in the old man's house."

"As for the reason for mourning... slave... slave just thought of some troubles."

When the third young master Zhao Zhen heard her talking about Zhao Wuyong, he immediately perked up.

"What's so sad about you as a maid, you'd better tell me the truth. Is it...is it Han..."

He didn't say what he wanted to ask, so he stopped, feeling that asking directly was a bit too abrupt.

"Third young master, I won't hide it from you!" Yuanying's sad look became even more serious, as if Zhao Zhen had already guessed it, and she couldn't hide it, "It's really Aunt Han's business."

"What happened to Aunt Han?" Zhao Zhen was so excited that he almost couldn't hold the flagon firmly.

Yuanying said slowly: "Third young master, maybe you don't know that since Aunt Han came in, she has been kind to others, but she was not only used by the elder as a tool to relieve anger, but also was squeezed out by other aunts in the mansion. It's even worse than my maid."

"Just like tonight, Aunt He and the doctor... Aunt He insisted on forcing her to frame Miss Feng for stealing. After the incident was revealed, Aunt He poured all the dirty water on her body. Family law, beat her half to death."

"Hey, the girl is so unlucky. Aunt Han is lying on the couch and can't even get off the ground. I don't know how long she can last in her current state. This servant feels sad for her, so I came to pick a lily that she likes the most."

As he spoke, Yuanying sobbed sadly.

In Zhao Zhen's heart, however, a turbulent sea was stirred up.

It turned out that Yun Qianhan also went to the back garden tonight.This servant girl was hesitant to speak just now, but he understood that his good mother could do the thing of making others a scapegoat. His mother had done it many times before.If he had known that it was Yun Qianhan who suffered today, he would have gone too.

Perhaps, Yun Qianhan never knew that he had a deep-rooted love for her.

Ever since he saw her dancing posture at Feng's book exhibition, he couldn't take his eyes away.Although, later on, she was ashamed, but it did not prevent her from being the only one in his mind.

He wanted to marry her back home, but because of her status and reputation, he needed to spend more time preparing.When he finally summoned up the courage to confess to his mother, it was already too late, and Yun Qianhan became his uncle's man.

Even though she was still brought into Zhao's residence, she entered his uncle's house. Every day, he could see her swaying figure, but he couldn't get close to her.Between them, there is no possibility.

What's more, his father and mother gave him a mission to marry the Seventh Princess Gu Linlang.As for that princess, he didn't want to marry at all.But he couldn't disobey his parents' orders.I can only bury my feelings for Yun Qianhan deep in my heart.

Like tonight, he was forced to come back early, obey his mother's arrangement, and try to win Gu Linlang's favor.God knows how reluctant he is to go.

He can only drink away his worries here silently, thinking about the woman he longs for day and night.

Unexpectedly, he was here and learned the news that made him sad.

"Your beauty...hehe..." Zhao Zhen smiled wryly, then got up, and smashed the wine pot onto the steps with one hand.

The aged wine gathers into a column of water along the steps, dripping down to Yuanying's feet one by one.Yuanying said in shock: "Third Young Master..."

"Don't tell anyone what happened tonight!" Zhao Zhen yelled at her softly, and then he quickly ran to Zhao Wuyong's room.

The sadness on Yuanying's face was gone. Hearing Zhao Zhen's urgent steps, a deep light flashed in her eyes.

When Zhao Zhen came over, Zhao Wuyong had already pulled a few beautiful maids out, eating and drinking in the yard.

At this moment, Zhao Wuyong and the maidservants were drunk like mud, he hugged the maidservants, lying limply on the stone table, he was totally unaware of the visitor.

Therefore, Zhao Zhen entered the room where Yun Qianhan was staying smoothly, and seeing Yun Qianhan lying on his stomach with his back naked on the couch, dying, his heart felt sour.

Yun Qianhan's back was covered with criss-cross whip marks, her lips were pale, when she heard someone coming in, she thought it was Zhao Wuyong, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Don't be afraid, Han'er, it's me." Zhao Zhen could no longer restrain the feelings in his heart, and rubbed the medicine on Yun Qianhan's wound with distress.

"Third young master...is it you?" Yun Qianhan struggled to turn his body, why couldn't he lift his eyelids completely.But in a trance, she did see Zhao Zhen.

Although she was in pain, she saw hope when she saw Zhao Zhen.For the past few days, she tried every means to appear in front of Zhao Zhen, but kept a distance from him, and her efforts to satisfy his appetite were not in vain.

"Han'er, don't move." Zhao Zhen worried that she would be hurt again, so he gently held her shoulder.There was no injury on her shoulder, and as soon as he touched the delicate and silky skin, his heart suddenly felt a little more eager.

(End of this chapter)